Monday, April 28, 2008

The Oddities Of Indiana

On my way to visit one of our Growth Groups in Connersville, I always pass by this building in Wayne County, Indiana... and I always have a good laugh...

Because this is what the sign on front says...


The sign reads, "Wayne Co. Coonhunters". No way! They are evidently a very organized group of individuals. My assumption is that there is a plethora of coons in Wayne County, evidently there are so many raccoons that an organization needed to be established and a large metal building built. Do you suppose they gather first, get a pep talk, grab their riffles and storm out into the woods? Maybe they gather afterwards and share stories of their hunting excursion.

The thing that has me most curious are the barbecues out back????? Ewww.

7 comments:

  1. This just like a social club..ie Lions, Masons...etc except they enjoy hunting.

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  2. Gotta have those barbecues... what else are you supposed to do after hunting??? Mmm... doens't coon sound good for dinner tomorrow night?

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  3. I know folk over in Ohio who go to coon dog rallies/conventions for four or five days a year! Course, that's what ya get for consortin' with folk in Michigan. ;P

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  4. We have coon hunters in our congregation. Maybe they can enlighten you to the perks and benefits of this hobby and competitive sport in which believe it or not, last year my nephew was in the final 5 contending for a $25,000. prize award down at Plainfield, IN. If I'm not mistaken he walked away with a measly $1500. Also, talk to our farmers they'll share with you how a family of coons can do serious damage to their cornfields overnight. Those cute little critters have a voracious appetite for corn.

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  5. Wow! I never knew all of this - where have I been? Seriously; a convention!

    Rita, that's some serious money. I wonder if hitting the coons with my car counts? Because I love my farmer friends around here, I will not try so hard to miss the coons with my car anymore.

    (Please, nobody call PETA on me... thanks)

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  6. Oh PK you city boy you, I recommend you get your oldest cowboy boots out of the back of your closet, pick-up a hmm, what ya call it? those little round containers with the smokeless tobacco inside and see if some of our huntin' congregants will allow you to tag along the next time they take their dogs for a run!

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  7. I admit, I have been very sheltered here in the big city of Parker City("P Town"). 1,416 people in the city tends to make your head swell and you get "domesticated" and lose touch with the "hunter" deep inside. ;-)

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